RiverAveBlues.com, the official Yankees blog of the YES Network, recently ran this review of Jane Heller’s book.
Ron Kaplan’s Baseball Bookshelf
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Ron Kaplan by Arnold Roth
In my "day job," I'm the features and sports editor for a weekly New Jersey newspaper. I'm also the editor of the Bibliography Committee Newsletter for the Society for American Baseball Research (SABR).
I did a piece on the award-winning cartoonist and he was nice enough to "immortalize" me.
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What I'm reading now:
Heidegger and a Hippo Walk Through Those Pearly Gates: Using Philosophy (and Jokes!) to Explore Life, Death, the Afterlife, and Everything in Between
What I just read:
Paul McCarthey: A Life:, by Peter Ames Carlin
Grade: B. Pleasant enough; no sensational material. McCartney could be a right bastard at times, but aren't we all?
What's next:
L'Époque Glorieuse des Expos, by Alain Usereau
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There aren’t many baseball books I wouldn’t consider reading – this is one. Self-indulgent author complains her favorite team doesn’t win every year, spends personal wealth trying to establish enough credentials to be taken seriously.
Sorry – some things, like being taken seriously, can’t be bought. Not even from the Yankees it seems.
You’d be surprised. And, to be fair, books like this have been written men as well.
On the other hand, one book I started to read but dropped it like it’s hot was Milano’s “confessions.” This is an extension of the celebrity from the TV show that airs on the broadcasting network (like a Keifer Sutherland from 24 showing up during the world Series aired on Fox), only worse, because it lasts longer. Again, I haven;t read the whole thing and maybe it gets better, but I can’t help thinking Milano wants to be taken seriously for her love of the game, but can’t stay on a track that would earn a fan/reader’s respect. It reminds me of that T-Shirt about ADD: “They say I have ADD, but they don’t understand. Oh, look! A chicken!”